King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
Dennis the Peasant: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government...
🎶 and boobies firm and high. 🎶
ReplyDeleteI don't think that's an original lyric, Irish--but I approve.
ReplyDeleteNow that's what a MILF is supposed to look like.
ReplyDeleteKing Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
ReplyDeleteDennis the Peasant: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government...
Thank science for refraction.
ReplyDeleteIndeed Grand, manifestations by 'watery tarts' are best left ignored.
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